The fight kept on going without a stop. The sharp sound of swords and spades crashing on each other was usual to Jack's attentive hearing. He was, impatiently, escaping from being hit by any of the adjacent battles and fights. Trying to look invisible among the dirty, poor, awful and annoying pirates, the iron yet eccentric figure of Captain Jack Sparrow, roamed around the ship, dazzled from the great amount of rum in his blood. While walking like a cockroach along the boat he kept excusing himself trying to make a way through the crowd. Sparrow also used the opportunity to draw some gold and silver coins out of a few pirate's ruptured pockets.

Finally he reached the so wanted mast where he sat way up high on a wooden pool parallel to the main point of the ship counting the money he "borrowed" without asking.

Suddenly it all stopped, not thanks to those pirates fatigue, but because of his enemies' captain. He was a strange man, wearing the leather hat that got him such a title. The story tells that Captain Mildred has been traveling the seas ever since he was born, and even then he ruled his boat. The crew never stood on any kind of land because they never had to. Food, gold, water, anything they needed was there some say sorcery some say luck, but stopping has Mildred used to frequently say, "Is a timeless waste of time". In fact, using pleonasms and talking like a real prince was this Captain's worst and most annoying… quality. According to Jack's rules, no pirate should allow himself to be, not even a bit, grammatically correct.

The shout coming from the imposing figure of Captain Mildred shook the complete vessel.

'Jack sparrow! Show yourself or else I'll take your ship and everything in it!'

On his mind Jack didn't bother to think much, he rolled his brown eyes, as his decision already affected the behavior of his body.

'Go head!' and like that he jumped of board making everyone inside the boat hostage of the dark soul of Captain Mildred. Still he didn't care, as long has he could swim to shore safe and sound. He didn't have a fleet or anything that it was worth saving except for his magical compass that would lead him anywhere. Since Gibbs revealed he wanted to stay and serve the queen Jack decided to go through seas wining every type of crew we could reach. He knew he was just a lonely man, he didn't have obligations towards anyone but himself and he felt happy that way.

The sunrise felt like burning flames to him, his face was filled with salt but he seamed dry. The waves stumbling on sand were familiar as beach scenery except that this time he was lonely, no boat, no pirates just Captain Jack Sparrow.

He stood above the soil still a bit fuzzy and looked around. Great from every place in the world he had to end up a civilization. There were tons of desert islands and peaceful place for him to wreck but no, the faith brought him here to the town of…

He looked up waiting for a sign but nothing would come up, just some blurry inscription saying "port". He walked towards the boardwalk on the side in a way of reaching the town.

The environment of the place was typical of and industrial village. A few carriages there, intensive trade here everything looked proper except for the odd figure of that strange pirate. Nobody seemed to notice though, except for a lady, delicate as the sun a beautiful figure approach Jack. She was looking at something, maybe a map, he couldn't tell. The truth is, despite the fact that Sparrow could hardly see her face at first; she spoke to him like no one in ages did.

'Excuse me dear sir, would you please help me with something?'

Jack looked around but no, she was definitely talking to him. Anyway it would be better if he checked.

'Me?'

'Well of course.' She was strange though, her body behavior was strange because the girl was talking to him but always looking down, her face was hidden in the shadows because she was staring at that something in a curious way that he could not define. Her dress was light blue and not exaggeratedly big, as you would normally see, and her hair was brown as dark oak.

'I wanted to reach the port but it seems like I cannot understand this map.'

'Well, I heard the port was right over there actually.' He pointed at the place where he previously stayed. The girl looked automatically at the direction without even glimpsing Jack.

'Oh, thank you so much dear-' ok, there it goes, for a moment Jack thought about the different town as being like a desert island where he could walk free without being called drunk or "bloody pirate" but no. Everything that he disliked about the thought of beautiful lady, that would not entitle herself a pirate too, coming to talk to him was pretty applicable in this case taking the fact that not just her but also the Captain had the same exact reaction.

Just as if a ghost had crossed the place Jack and the beautiful lady screamed with all the air they had left in their lungs. No, she wasn't a ghost to awaken such a desperate felling in Jack's heart or maybe she was but her mesmerizing beauty reminded him of his terrible and terrible and just terrible ex- fiancé. In a quick move he placed his hand in front of her mouth and made her stop the hysterical scream, but he kept on going changing the girl's expression into a curious one. The girl did the same move and put his hand above his mouth too.

The two looked nuts, each one communicated with looks. Jack shook his eyebrows and she repeated him, he narrowed his eyes and she did the same.

'Ok, on three, hey?' Jack asked with a stuffy voice because of the girl's, awfully, wide hand.

Slowly the took their members out of each other's mouth and finally Jack curiously asked.

'Lucy?'